TWENTY YEARS IN THE ROCKIES. 53 



As our train passed slowly along we neared the beau- 

 tiful sparkling water of Goose Creek, and it was a glad sight 

 to our eyes, tired and weary after three months of hard trav- 

 el, danger and hardship. We were passing into what seemed 

 to be a valley of beauty,, profusely set with studs of green 

 cottonwood, willows and mountain ash. 



